The little pink hedgehog read her Tarot cards; those cards had told her that she had a "destined encounter" yet again, so she looked around awaiting said encounter. When a gust of wind came by, it sent some of her cards flying.

"EEK!" The poor girl went running after those cards, not really paying attention to where she was going until bumping into you.

"Ouch—" A young Amy Rose, quickly looked up at you and quickly opened a smile; it seems she had found her "destined encounter."